I threw myself tiredly on the bar stool as I entered the pub. I had a pretty long and disappointing day and all I wanted was to loosen a bit.

"My soul for a scotch" I ordered from a bartender. She looked kind of intimidating with her serious look and dark hair, but I didn't even care, she just needed to give me my drink.

"Oh, then you're at the perfect place." I heard a male voice from behind. He had a British accent I liked that much. I smiled, maybe this night won't be that bad.

He walked closer then set next to me. "Lucifer Morningstar" He introduced himself with a wide grin on his face. He had a short black hair and deep brown eyes. Pretty enchanting I must admit.

"Ha, that's hilarious." I returned his smile. "Like the devil." I added feeling a little sorry for him. His parents must have been in a really funny mood, when he was born.

"Not just like… exactly!" He corrected me still smirking. I just rolled my eyes. "And now, darling what's your biggest desire, what do you want?" He asked me gazing my eyes. I was frozen for a moment, completely lost in the darkness of his eyes, but somehow I managed to snap back to reality.

"I… want…" I started as I leaned closer. I found eagerness in his look. "My damn scotch already." I finished causing disappointment for him. "According to you're the devil, you should know better." I teased him and with this last comment I left him speechless. I turned back to the bartender, who now let herself a half-smile, then poured me my drink.

"What was your name again?" He asked with fake causality. "Because I missed it."

"That's probably 'cause I haven't said it." I explained while I drunk my scotch for one sip. "Becca." I said "Rebecca Decker, to be more accurate." I added. I didn't like my name, Rebecca sounded far too serious.

"Now, that explains a lot…" He mumbled under his nose. "Do you know Chloe Decker incidentally?"

"Yeah, she's my sister." I admitted nodding. "Do you know her?"

"Yeah, she's my partner."

"Are you a cop, Lucifer?" I looked at him suspiciously, he didn't seem like one. "Set a thief to catch a thief?"

"What can I say? I'm inimitable." He said grinning.

"In this case, you can buy me another drink."

He beckoned to the bartender as I wished, and he ordered a whiskey too. We set there, drunk and talked. He seemed a really interesting person with his evil-devil thing. Not sure he wouldn't need medical treatment, but absolutely refreshing.

"Mh, now, tell me what the literally hell are you doing up here?" I asked. "Shouldn't you be down there and punishing the souls who deserve it?"

"Thank you!" He said in amusement.

"What?"

"You seem to be the first one who recognize my job right!" He explained still gratefully and I couldn't stand but burst out laughing.

"You're funny, I like you." I admitted it finishing the whiskey.

"Rebecca Decker, what are you doing here?" I've heard a familiar voice behind. Great, my always-responsible sister arrived to save me. As usual.

"Chloe, what a nice surprise!" Lucifer greeted her. "I didn't expect you'd also show up."

She just looked daggers to him, then turned back to me.

"I was calling you for hours. I was worried sick, what were you thinking?"

"That I can have a night out without you?" I asked back sarcastically. "But I guess I was wrong."

"You have to come back."

"Do I?" I stood up from the bar stool. I had enough, they always told me what to do. She and mom. But I'm not a child anymore. "Well, thank you, but no, thank you."

"Oh, you are such a child!" She said then grabbed my arm to drag me out. I set myself free immediately.

"Who, girl-fight, I like it." Lucifer added, but we both gave him a look, so he shut it.

"Leave if you want but I'm staying."

"And what are you planning to do here?" She scoffed rhetorically looking around.

"Why, for your kind interest, I have plans with Luci for tonight." I answered stepping closer to him. "You know the devil never sleeps… And I'm pretty sure he can entertain me somehow so I won't either." I lowered my voice being a hundred percent sure it will upset her just enough.

"You are ridiculous." She said disappointed, then left, as I expected.

I sighed and set back on the stool.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to involve you to our family mass." I apologized staring my hands. This scene was childish indeed.

"Never mind." He ensured me, then gently lifted my chin to look at me. "I quite enjoy it, especially, you know, your last comment." He added casually, grinning. I felt the heat rose in cheek as I was gazing his eyes.

"Here you go." The bartender put two more drinks on the counter loud enough to break the moment. Lucifer released my chin, and looked sharply at her. She just shrugged.

"I thought you could use another." She added.

"Thank you!" I appreciated it. She had no idea how much I needed that…

"So, what's the deal with you?"

"You don't want me to start. It's a long story."

"I have plenty of time, and as I've heard you're not running anywhere either…"

I sighed again and started to tell my story.

I told him, I was a bounty hunter in San Francisco until this very day, when everything fell apart. My ex-fiancé who happened to be my partner in investigating, cheated on me, and on top of that managed to get me fired, so I moved back to LA, to start again… somehow.

"So after cheated on you, he simply declared at the office to your boss, that he or you?" He asked as it was hilarious.

"Yeah, I'm glad at least one of us finds it funny." I murmured and wanted to stand up. It was a long day, and I don't needed him to laugh at me.

"Hey" He grabbed my arm to make me stay. I lost my balance thanks to the couple of scotches and fell hard to his chest. Damn, he was tall! And muscular… "I don't find it funny, actually it's the opposite." He said, as I was still insistently staring his chest. "I think he's the biggest moron in earth for cheating on you."

I finally looked up to him smiling. He's face was serious but soft. For a moment wanted to fulfill that plan of no sleeping I told to Chloe, but then I realized it wouldn't be the best idea since I just ended my engagement…

"Watch out, because in the end I will believe you're really the devil, Mr. Silver-tongue." I pushed him further playfully as I left the bar. I was sure this wasn't the last time I saw him.